Chapter 6. In My Dreams

Ava

Slap cracked across my cheek, sharp and stinging, yanking me sideways on the bed.

I rolled over fast, sheets tangling around my legs, ready to unleash hell on whoever dared interrupt my sweet dream.

“Fuck off,” I muttered under my breath, eyes still glued shut, clinging to the haze of sleep.

Best dream ever, locked in some tiny room, door bolted, just me and him. Adrian. My stepdad. His hands everywhere, pinning me to the wall, that thick cock sliding deep while he growled my name like a curse.

Moans spilling from my lips, his teeth on my neck, pounding relentlessly till I shattered. I woke up too soon, my body still humming from it, my pussy throbbing like he’d really been there.

My eyes cracked open, and there she was, my Mom, looming over the bed, arms crossed tight, face twisted in pure fury.

Those brown eyes drilled into me, lips pressed thin, the kind of stare that used to make me spill every kid secret back in grade school.